"Oh, fellow Taoist please say, Songpai Zhidan does not speak, spear does not four※

Songpai Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief, and hesitated for a moment, but looked at Zhang Fan with bright eyes and waited for his next sentence.

It was not just him who was relieved by the words "but" when he heard Zhang Fan's words, and the hearts of the Taoist who died of the drunkenness were also let go.

The situation at this time can be described as a terrible rod to hit both sides of the wolf.

Songpai and Jie Er's side obviously wanted to calm down the situation and not want to have another dispute, otherwise those spiritual fruits would not be gifts. Instead, they would be transformed into battle.

Zhang Fan's side is not much better. Songpai has never been able to see the details clearly, and Jie'er is not so easy to deal with. The key is that they are still free in the 100,000 mountains at this time. After that, they still don't know how many disputes there will be along the way. If they can keep one more force, they will keep one more point. Without any chance, they will not

beat.

It was precisely because of the situation that they came here and asked for crimes in person. They were still in Yunmeng Gorge. If they did not solve the problem, it would not be so easy to face the sneak attacks of these two local snakes along the way. Instead of doing this, it would be better to show off the carriage and horse.

Now this solution is no better.

But what Zhang Fan wanted to ask was that even the Taoist who died of the drunkenness did not know, and he couldn't help but turn his curious eyes to him.

"It's very simple, Zhang just wants to ask someone's whereabouts!"

"Brother Songpai has been entrenched in the Yunmeng Gorge of Qianshan for many years. I believe that no one knows the situation in the 100,000 mountains, you know better than Brother Songpai. You don't know it."

Although Zhang Fan's words were leisurely, they blocked all his retreat. If he really dared to say that he didn't know, Zhang Fan would really dare to fight. Even if the item was at a price, he would have to kill them here.

At this time, Taoist Zui Di and Fairy Xinglan had already understood what Zhang Fan thought, the dream of thousands of mountains and clouds, reflecting the 100,000 great stops, and everything in the world, in this cloud dream, has another situation staged its own excitement.

Songpai can cultivate to this point as a plant and tree, and at least tens of thousands of years of life. If he had something he didn't know, I'm afraid no one would know about these 100,000 mountains.

"Who is it?"

Songpao was indeed incredible and asked readily.

"Okay, Brother Songpai is really happy."

Zhang Fan praised. Then, he paused word by word, and recited the name of a person:

"corpse!"

"What?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression changed. Songpai and Jie'er were stunned, while Taoist drunkenly and Fairy Xinglan were panicked and could not believe it.

This name is like a taboo. As soon as it was spit out from Zhang Fan's mouth, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became quiet.

Zhang Fan's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't know how much shock the person he was asking had brought to everyone. He just stared at Songpao's eyes and waited for his answer.

"I

Songpai smiled bitterly and said, "Do you have to know about Brother Zhang? Do you need to know what kind of person this person is?"

"Zhang naturally knows, please tell me straight, Brother Songpai!"

Zhang Fan did not stop and instantly said.

He was talking quickly, step by step, without giving Songpai time to refuse or hesitate.

In fact, when Songpai asked this, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and secretly felt glad in his heart: "He really knows!"

When he mentioned the corpse-abandoned Taoist, he unexpectedly remembered the mountain god Yu, the monkey-crowned crown, the eighteen golden corpse, the holy crown, etc. The invisible sense of oppression was simply suffocating.

Such a top-level man from ancient times, even though he had disappeared in the world of immortal cultivation for tens of thousands of years, he still had such a terrifying deterrence. When he heard his name, he thought that he might still be alive. Even a person like the Taoist who died of drunkenness was shocked.

What kind of achievement is this? Just think about it and you can't help but be fascinated by it.

The first time I saw the words of the Divine Gold and the Blood Chen Zhenren before my death. There was also the strange feeling that suddenly arose in Zhang Fan's heart when he killed the Heavenly Corpse True Man. He rushed forward step by step, just as if he was forcing a slap in the sky. Unconsciously, he felt as if he felt a terrifying figure shrouded over the 100,000 mountains. It made people breathless.

All of this made him doubt that the corpse abandoned Taoist is not dead! This person who was in the ancient times may still be in the world!

Such a shocking conclusion was that Zhang Fan himself was a little unbelievable, but the spiritual awareness that he had almost never missed was repeated in his consciousness, so how could he not take it to heart?

Now that we meet a special person like Songpai, how can Zhang Fan not ask for a clear reason?

It would be fine if the Taoist corpse died or disappeared, otherwise, this person would have known it.

Under Zhang Fan's firm gaze, Song Pao pondered while swaying his palms, and the large tree canopy above also swayed with his swaying figure. The huge tree canopy disrupted countless mountains and cloud dreams. There were countless mirage-like wonders, and they were broken and mixed together, and they were indescribable and strange, and no one could see the origin of it.

"Okay, since Fellow Daoist Zhang wants to know, Songpai will not go back on his promise."

A few moments,

…”The Buddha thoughts were settled, and Tomb Ran spoke! “Please look at everyone!”

As the words fell, the palms danced in the air, and it was hazy, like the thick clouds shrouded over the Qianshan Yunmeng Gorge by him, and in front of him, Zhang Fan and others condensed in front of him, and a magnificent scene of golden light and lightning light shining together.

"This is"

As soon as the scene in Yunmeng became clear, everyone's fear changed immediately, even Zhang Fan, who had been mentally prepared, was no exception.

A huge cave suddenly appeared on the earth, as if it was a towering mountain, it was uprooted by someone, and it was sore and rocks were lumped.

In the deepest part of the four sinkings of the earth, which looked like a crater, a large area of ​​golden light was rich.

These golden lights are not a source. Instead, the eighteen places compete for light, gradually floating up from the depths of the four sinks and revealing them, just like the sun setting in the west. In the east, the bright moon emerged from the sea level.

However, the scene recorded in Yunmeng happened many years ago, but the golden light and the things that were looming in the golden light still emitted an extremely evil aura. Even though it was separated by countless distances and countless times, it was clearly felt by Zhang Fan and others.

Eighteen golden corpses!

Needless to say, the source of these golden lights is naturally the first magical power to abandon the Taoist corpse and dominate Qinzhou, and almost no resistance. The biggest reliance on the eighteen golden corpses.

I couldn't see clearly in the cloud dream, and I felt that the eighteen golden corpses had different movements and hazy expressions. At the center of them, a platform as big as a mountain, as big as a mountain, flew from the deepest part of the four sinkholes.

On the platform, a human figure who was lying flat and unable to move immediately attracted everyone's attention. Even the eighteen golden corpse with fangs and claws and magical wine could not distract everyone's attention.

A corpse abandoned Taoist!

Who else can be the one who can control the eighteen golden corpses besides this top-notch powerful man in ancient times, the founder of the Corpse Rag Sect, and the overlord of the Corpse Rag Taoist?

After the Taoist of Corpse, although the corpse sect leaders of all generations claimed that there was the eighteen golden corpse inheritance, the same was true. They did have commanded the golden corpse to compete with the powerful enemy, turning the tide after the collapse, and helping the building fall, and saving the corpse sect from the great disaster of destruction many times.

But it is also because of this that the cultivators in the world truly believe that the Taoist corpse has really disappeared or died. Otherwise, his golden corpse would not be driven by the younger generation.

Zhang Fan and others, as soon as they saw the eighteen golden corpse, had not even seen the appearance of the man on the platform, they had already determined that he was a corpse-abandoned Taoist, and there were reasons for this.

The strongest sect leader of the Ziqi Sect in history can only control three golden corpses to fight, and it only takes a moment. Since ancient times, those who can hold all the eighteen golden corpses must be the Taoist of the Ziqi!

"He is still alive!"

The expressions of Zhang Fan and others could not help but show a bit solemnity. On the other party's territory, they formed a great revenge that was not enough to be washed away by blood. There was another top-level ancient man by his side, and no matter who he had, he would not be able to feel relieved.

At this time, the human figure lying flat on the platform finally appeared clearly in front of everyone. It was indeed a pointed-mouthed monkey cheek, with golden fluff all over the body, like a monkey.

On him, he was not wearing the robe that was said to be left by the Holy Emperor, but instead he was wearing a coarse blue cloth, as if he was hidden in the mountains.

The legend is regarded as a treasure by him and refused to leave his body for a moment. The costumes of the Holy Emperor, which was almost possessed by the demon, were neatly stacked beside him. The power was so strong that the corpse would not abandon the Taoist himself.

Although Zhang Fan and others were very interested in him, they had no time to watch it. A powerful power came down. Even the eighteen golden corpse was suppressed by him in the air and roared hideously, but it was hard to hide its power.

"Dagata marriage!"

"Thunder Tribulation!"

In addition to the power of heaven and earth, he also has such supernatural powers and such powers?

In an instant, the entire Yunmeng scene seemed to be unable to withstand such power, twisting and about to tear apart.

“Boom

A tremendous lightning, which was as if to break the entire space and annihilate, burst out with a terrifying power.

"Bang!"

It was at this time that the dreams of thousands of mountains and clouds could no longer be supported, and they were destroyed like fireworks.

At the last moment, Zhang Fan saw an illusory figure rising straight from the body of the corpse Taoist lying flat, as if roaring to the sky, driving the eighteen golden corpses. He did not avoid the earth rising into the sky, and directly faced the thunder of the world-destroying world,"

At this moment, a sound of breath almost formed a loud noise. The five people in the field, no matter which one they were, were all the same.

The feeling of silence that was extremely scary gradually dissipated in the wind.

"This is a year ago!"

"What happened in Thunder Cliff at the Corpse Discarding Headquarters!"
Chapter completed!